Best Answer IKnowPhysics , 09 August 2015 - 12:51 AM
The year was 1997 and among the high school varisty bowling team, pinball was hot.
Physics was a class taken by juniors, if you were taking Physics AP wayy ahead of schedule, or taken by seniors, if you were taking Regents Physics because you were wayy average. The varsity football players that weren't good at basketball used bowling as an excuse for a winter sport, mostly to avoid wrestling. A great many derps took physics as seniors.
After bowling practice, a fellow freshman friend of mine, with a heart full of wayward ambition, threw a few quarters into the blinking table that featured that conniving bitch of a silver ball. He faced many challenges. He successfully rocked most, and, due to our impending death-by-boredom waiting for out parents to pick us up from bowling practice, he had gathered a crowd of spectators.
He successfully played the table for a while longer than imaginable, but the table soon turned, and he began a streak of unconscionable defeats at the hand of the mildly lethargic right flipper.
Frustrated and testosterone-induced, a senior football player and regents physics taker became irreversibly fed up with the downward trend in the freshman's metal ball handling. In one large shove, he displaced my friend from the table to commandeer the battle of balls. He shouted, not as an excuse or admonishment, but as a proud declaration of righteous, indignant dominance over the blinking table "I. KNOW. PHYSICS."
The remainder of the table is not noteworthy. What remained to my inspired and impressionable freshman consciousness, and really, my career-to-date, was that you could achieve anything you wanted, in any manner, with the proclamation of knowing physics. Therefore, I wield my username (which is not new for this board) like a cognitive bulldozer, regardless of its applicability to the discussion at hand.
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